Cincy Lights

There's nothing quite like watching a sunrise. The first peak over the horizon and the warm glow that is cast over nearly everything is just magical. Sometimes I forget just how beautiful it is. Sometimes life just gets in the way, too busy to stop and look, which is just sad. Then I look at the birds and the other creatures that are waking up and starting their day, just like I am, only then do I realize just how small a part I play in this world. The Robin flying past my window on the hunt for an bit of breakfast isn't worrying about what I think. The deer running across my yard isn't stopping to ask how I am. They've got a mission. Live. Live another day.

I often wonder, do they stop to take it all in, or is that an essentially human characteristic? Does a squirrel admire the beauty of a sunrise or is it just his alarm clock? Since it's Friday this should be a sunset pondering moment instead of a sunrise, seeing it's the end of the work week and the cool bite to the air reminded me that winter is getting closer with each sunrise.

I'll take what I can get and enjoy the moment.

Happy Friday!
Shannon